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THE TEST DRIVE MEME

Hey, ho, DWRP! Apps for

sweven open in a week!! Rather than make you wait one more week to start playing with the setting, you get to have this meme to have some pre-game fun!

The way it works is simple. Just post a comment with your character as if they were in game, with a line or two of either a setting or a network post. Then go reply to other people and thread to your heart's content. Shenanigans ensue! And then everyone apps everyone ever and you've already got an idea of what kind of CR you could get in-game.

Sound fun? Well, then what are you doing still reading? Hop to!

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[Katniss hasn't been here very long, but it's been long enough to make her see that she's nowhere in or near 13, and that the people here couldn't possibly be from 13 either. So where is she? How did she end up here after falling asleep in her newly assigned bunk with Johanna?

Wandering around this strange place doesn't exactly assure her she's in no real danger, but it doesn't damage what little calm she has either. So at least there's that. She feels ridiculous in her plain standard-issued clothes from the underground district, but that's the least of her worries. Kind of. It just reaffirms her uneasiness with the fact that everything looks so off here, and she couldn't figure out why. She just needs to find someone that had answers.

Her pace is quick as she jogs around, eyes looking out for anyone that seems suspicious of wary of her, but nobody seems to recognize her. Not even enough for a second glance. Which doesn't really assure her either, since (unfortunately) she's sure by now that all of Panem knew her face.

She's about ready to scream - shut her eyes tight and scream until she wakes up from this unnerving dream in which she's surrounded by strangers and yet still so alone, without a weapon or a sense of purpose, but that's when she sees her--] Prim! [The one person she needed to see to feel any sense of relief, in any situation. Though she's torn up by it, because it's all very selfish to find comfort in the fact that she's here with her. Because what if 'here' isn't safe?

No, this is exactly the way things should be. Katniss couldn't keep her sister safe if they were suddenly apart. Then again, this might all be a dream, so.

She jogs straight towards the swing where she sits, and she tries to ignore the pang of guilt she feels over how odd it is seeing her sister doing something so... normal, for a girl her age. Instead of being forced to act grown-up too fast like life has been forcing her to as of late, because of her.]

You're alright? Have you seen anyone else here yet? Gale? Mother? [She doesn't sound frantic, but each question is asked with a sense of uncertainty. And she hasn't even noticed her tattoo yet.] You're okay?

Katniss?

[She's not sure that what she sees and hears is real at first, and her attention is on high alert as she's approached. And as soon as Katniss is close enough for Prim to see all the familiar details of her sister's face, the blonde is up and out of the swing.

She rushes in close and wraps her arms tightly around Katniss, clinging hold of her for dear life.]

I thought I had lost you again, Katniss.

[She realizes then that her sister's asked her questions, and she has to pull away to answer them properly.]

If Mother or Gale are here, I haven't seen them yet. Only you. But Katniss, look -

[She pauses, to hold up her arm to show off the tattoo on her wrist, which happens to be the Mockingjay emblem that has become Katniss' symbol.]

I've tried over and over again to remove it, but it's permanent. There's some herbs and plants back home that Mother would use to fade marks on someone's skin, but I don't think that they would work quite the same on something like this.

[Not to mention, they weren't in Panem anymore. Wherever they were now, things were most definitely different. Who knew what kind of plants exist here?]

[Her arms lock tight around her sister once she's up off of the swing, her chin resting on top of her hair the same as it always does until she's pulling away. And once she's holding up her arm, Katniss does the same, her jaw dropping as soon as she sees the tiny design on her wrist. Because the first thing she thinks of is the Capitol. They all had tattoos and body designs there, usually more elaborate than this, but it's enough to trigger another wave of worry over this.

All she can think of is her prep team, specifically Venia and her gold tattoos.]

They won't come off.

[Venia had been put through hell and no matter how much her body deteriorated, her tattoos remained the same. She tries to shake that thought away.]

We need to get inside somewhere, find a map. This has to be somewhere in Panem, maybe a part of one of the bigger districts I didn't get to see. The sooner we know, the sooner we can get back.

It's not Panem. At least, not as we know it. [She frowns, shaking her head.]

The first thing I thought to do after waking up was find out a location. I talked to someone, and we're in a place called Montana. It's not a District at all.

[She looks so upset and worried right now, disappointed that she didn't have better or more informative news to tell her sister.]

I don't know very much else about this place, other than that.

[Katniss sighs, though it sounds more like a huff, and it's directed entirely at herself. Prim, yet again, is proving to be much more level-headed than herself. Which she is grateful for, of course she is, but it makes her feel proud and terrible at the exact same time. Some big sister she's been lately.

And yet there's Prim, looking at her like she has any reason to feel sorry.]

You're a million steps ahead of where I am. I was too scared to talk to anyone until I found you. [Scared. It wasn't completely inaccurate. Mostly she's just unwilling to talk to anyone she didn't know, at this point. Not when she had a habit of always saying the wrong thing.

She reaches down for her sister's hand, an anchor for the both of them.]

Let's take a look around, then. See what ..Montana's all about. Maybe we can find out if anyone else is just as lost as we are. [And find a weapon, maybe. Something that could be used as one.]

[At Katniss grabbing hold of her hand, Prim smiles, glad to at least have her sister here. She was worried about Gale, their Mother, and Buttercup; but at least she has the most important person here with her.]

There's a lot of other people here who look lost. Some of them have the same markings on their wrist, I think. They seemed very focused in on looking at their arm, so I just assumed...

[She trails off with a shrug, trying not to overshadow Katniss in the knowing what's going on and being in charge department. She wants her sister to understand that she's able to mostly fend for herself now, but also doesn't want to upset her, and Katniss looks pretty on edge right now.

So she squeezes her sister's hand and keeps on smiling, and lets Katniss lead the way.]

Let's see what we can find, Katniss. Do you think Buttercup could be hiding somewhere?

[Thinking of finding her cat puts a bounce to her step, and for a moment she feels like a little kid again, too easily excited about simple and small things when there's important things going on around her. It normally would be frustrating, but right now it actually serves to reassure her.]

Did you notice if their tattoos are the same as ours? [Katniss turns her arm just so she can look at the little Mockingjay symbol again, wondering if this is some kind of twisted way of marking the Rebels. To keep track of them, maybe. If they've been captured with some of the District rebels... But no, it still made no sense. Letting them wander like this, freely. Unharmed. Unguarded. Seemingly.

If Prim wasn't right beside her, smiling, she would have been reaching something of a breaking point right about now, she's sure of it.]

I wouldn't be shocked at all if he found a way to follow you here. [She even manages to add a little fondness to her tone, knowing how much her sister loves the squashed-face fur ball.] He's probably finding somewhere safe for us to stay before he comes and finds us.

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